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September 06, 2001-3:40 p.m. No news of the prot�g� today. As luck would have it, there is an up side to spending the last two days huddled on my deathbed surrounded by used tissues and trying to hack up a lung! See, I can find the silver lining in the cloud when I apply myself. I�m not completely pessimistic! Indulge me here, people. I�m sick. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
